—THE HEART I’M BREAKING, I KNOW, IS MY OWN

  

listed left and perfectly centered

 

 

the wet slaps

on my shoulders

at 3 am

can’t quell a thing

sometimes it’s hard

to be me

even for me

sometimes a guy simply

wants to wash

away with the

river of rain

that claims to want him

suck down some

foul country foam

grab the nearest slimed-stone

horse-collar an eddy

and be done with it

just float away

from tomorrow

and today

if you were here

this early

you’d slap me silly

come up

with a fix-it

or a spread sheet

problems listed

on the left

excuses perfectly centered

solutions tilting right

all of them just

slightly out of focus and 

barely out of reach